We’ve all been there, haven’t we? My first wife, long, long ago, wasn’t the last to declare that arguing with me was like “talking to a wall.”
I couldn’t say I disagreed. Or, that I didn’t enjoy the tactic.
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Some other New York City views…
I’ve thrown that insult in frustration myself, a few times.
But until today on West 23rd Street in New York City, I thought it was just a metaphor.
Then, I saw this woman talking to a wall. It was a granite wall between Eataly and its nearby wine shop. The only surprise — she seemed pretty happy to be going at it.
I wondered if I was missing something. Was she a rock climber? An urban geologist? An architect admiring the building material?
Here’s what the Urban Dictionary says…